I don't want to be like a home-wrecker.
I knew I had to try and make him proud.
Then came the night when the daughter of the miller rose from her bed and walked outside, following an enchanted sound no one else could hear.
Fred and Rosemary West tortured, sexually assaulted, and murdered young strangers, loved ones, and their very own children — many of whom were buried on their property.
I was going to film a bedtime story for my kids.
The far-sighted farmer had loaded his gun with silver bullets in case the witch ever came after his daughter.